Libraries are the Museums of Human Spirit

Today I am sitting in my favorite "weekend chair" in the sunny front room without a TV, enjoying my first day off this week and one of my only days off in 2022 that I haven't had a kidney stone, SIBO, migraine or headcold virus. 

But yesterday, I went to the library after work just to hang out, like in the old days, to enjoy the quiet and start my "weekend". It was the same, but different. Same stacks, same layout, same kid groups using the common rooms and same patient librarians at the front desk. And I had an epiphany. While perusing the stacks for the books that were supposed to be on the shelf - but weren't - and walking among all the patrons using their laptops and sitting on a comfy sofa where there was NO breeze and it was stifling....a thought hit me that I'm not sure I have ever had before.

Every single book (or DVD or audio CD) on those shelves represented a story that someone wanted to tell. Something that a human being wanted to put down on paper or media and get it out there. To share to the world. Every one was a wish by a human that did not want it to be forgotten. Hundreds of them. Thousands of them. Millions of them. Humans who wanted to share their thoughts and ideas with the human race. I saw each one as a person with a will to be seen. To be heard. To be remembered.

Maybe I'm only seeing this because I only have a few decades to go (if I'm lucky) and in my late years, I've developed the artist in me. I want to leave a piece of me behind. I want to share how I see the world through my eyes. I want to be real. Permanent. I want to matter.

I may or may not believe or go to an Afterlife. That's not for me to know. What I want to know right now is that my presence on this earth is valuable in some way. I don't have the confidence to feel that anyone else needs to know what I see, but I do. 

To all the humans out there, all the spirits that want to share themselves, I hope we all get to see each other as we want to be seen in the eternal beingness of the Universe after this mortal time. It might make it worth it.